White Pills Testo

Testo White Pills

Vasco Rossi, il Live Kom ‘016 parte da Lignano Sabbiadoro
Morning rushes to my head, confirming I was almost dead.
White pills sprawled across the dresser, broken mirrors, broken bottles.
I don't wanna wake up again.

All my nightmares are stuck on replay,
Its clear these scars wont go away.
Tonight, I'll drown myself again, another bottle in my hand
Keep lying to myself tomorrow will be different

Again, I've been reduced to nothing
Again, I found myself in a place I don't ever wanna be
Broken bones may mend but there are
New holes in hearts the size of trains

All my nightmares are stuck on replay,
Its clear these scars wont go away.
Tonight, I'll drown myself again, another bottle in my hand
Keep lying to myself tomorrow will be different

As the poison moves from the pills in my hands,
To the foam in my mouth, from the sore of my throat
To the pain my gut, from the death of my brains,
Through these cold and swollen veins, I still feel the same.
I still feel the same.
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